Peter awoke in the jumbled mess of sheets and pillows that he and Rocket turned the bed into overnight. As his brain woke up he registered the sound of music playing in the room. Peter immediately recognized the melody. The Guardians had been on a mission that involved chasing down yet another criminal this time the criminal decided to hide out on Earth. After the criminal was caught Rocket told the group he was going shopping and came back with some of Earth's "Newer" music stating that as much as he loves Peter's collection of songs he had. Rocket had explained that he wanted to broaden that collection with a few of the more modern pieces.
Then as Peter's mind came back from the memory his ears registered something else. Something somewhat gruff yet surprisingly very in tune at the same time. Looking up from the bed and scanning the room he found the source, and it was something he never thought he would witness unless he convinced Rocket into it. Rocket was singing along as he had his music playing while he made a cup of coffee. As Rocket went to turn as he danced lightly to the tune of the song while his coffee was brewing he noticed Peter was now awake.
"Morning babe. Sleep Well?" Rocket asked, in a cheerful tone that even made Peter worry if the implants in Rocket had short circuited and caused Rocket to have a mood swing or something.
"Uhhh, yeah I did. Rocket are you okay? You seem uncharacteristically happy this morning." This comment from Peter caused Rocket to smirk and let loose one of his signature laughs.
"Well don't get too comfortable with me being so like this. I mean if you like this side of me this much I can show it more often when not in public, but we are on a honeymoon in Paris and last night was amazing so sue me for being a little more than cheerful today." Rocket replied as he turned off the music player and poured his coffee taking a sip of it. Peter went over to the Balcony and opened the doors as he went and sat in one of the chairs set out on it. Rocket joined him shortly after sitting in the adjacent chair.
"The view from out here is beautiful isn't it?" Rocket asked as he took another sip of his coffee. Peter nodded his head as he looked at the view of the city.
"Your right. The city is beautiful, but..." He paused. This got Rocket's attention and he got curious.
"But what?" He questioned.
Peter turned his head and smiled at Rocket.
"I know something that is even more beautiful to me." Rocket allowed himself a smile at that as he fought to hold off a blush that threatened his face.
"Thanks Pete. I know I probably say this too much given the type of guy I can come off as, but, I really do love you..." He said as he finished the last bit of his coffee.
"I love you too Rocket." With that Peter took the coffee cup from Rocket's hands and placed it on the adjacent table, before picking Rocket up bridal style (Much to Rocket's only partial dismay) and carried him over placing him on the bed before laying down next to his husband.
"So." Peter began before placing a quick kiss on Rocket's lips.
"We have about an hour." He paused again to give Rocket another kiss.
"Before we have to be downstairs to spend our first day in the city. what shall we do with all that spare time?"Rocket thought a bit on that.
It was obvious Rocket would be content with just laying here for the next hour unmoving from the position he was in next to Peter, but decided he should come up with something else a bit more productive with his time.
"How about we stay like this for about five more minutes and then we start getting showered and ready to go?" He said as an attempt to compromise between the part of him that simply wanted to stay there and the part of him that wanted to get up and move and do something.
"Sounds like a plan." Peter said as he snuggled Rocket closer and the two just laid there in each other's embrace for about five minutes before reluctantly getting up. Rocket and Peter decided, a little too enthusiastically, that to save time they would both get showered together. As they got out of the shower and each of them went through their clothes to find something to wear Rocket let out a growl of distaste.
"Gamora! Oh I am gonna get her for this..." Rocket said, frustrated. Peter came in to see what Rocket's shouting was about and was immediately awarded with a bit of a hilarious scene. Apparently Gamora had went through and found Rocket some button up shirts to wear as opposed to his usual jumpsuits or jackets. The shirt in question that Rocket was holding was a simple black button up collared shirt.
"What's wrong Rocket? That shirt could actually look nice on you. How about this atleast try it on for me and if we both agree it doesn't work on you then you can just put on one of your uniforms as always." Peter suggested.
Rocket thought about it for a minute and came to the conclusion that Peter was right it wouldn't hurt to try it on. So Rocket slipped the shirt on and buttoned it up and fixed the collar and put on the matching jean-style pants. He looked at himself in the mirror, Rocket would admit the shirt looked pretty sharp on him but he wasn't too crazy about the pants so he dug through to find a different pair of pants to go with the top. After a whole bunch of mix and matching he finally settled on a nice light blue button up with some tan khaki type cargo pants.
"Hmmmph guess these will do." He mused, not completely satisfied but enough that he could stand to go out in public.
Peter came back in wearing a dark blue t-shirt that had two buttons at the top of it with a pair of dark blue jeans.
"Okay Rocket you ready to-..." Peter was stopped from finishing that sentence as he took a look at Rocket in his new street clothes.
"Quit gawking Quill I know I look ridiculous." Rocket grumbled as he fixed his shirt.
"No, no that isn't it Rocket.I just never really saw you wearing anything that wasn't a jumpsuit or some kind of jacket, well, save for the prison uniform. You actually look pretty decent in that outfit." Peter had to admit he really was liking those clothes on Rocket but he knew that as soon as this weekend was over Rocket was going back to his usual dress code.
"Well thanks Quill, anyways think we should get going... Don't want to keep the city waiting for us now do we?" Quill nodded and the couple walked out of their hotel room and made their way into the city.
As they made their way out front of the hotel they stopped and looked at their map of the area.
"So where do we want to go first? The Eiffel Tower, or breakfast?" Peter asked.
"I say breakfast. I want to save the Eiffel Tower for tonight when it is all lit up and at it's best." Rocket decided.
"Okay well there is the little breakfast buffet style restaurant inisde our hotel you want to go eat there?" Peter asked. Rocket nodded and the couple made their way back into the hotel.
As they walked into the lobby they noticed Gamora and Drax coming out of the hallways towards their rooms.
"Good morning you two." Gamora greeted. She was pleased to see Rocket dressed in the clothes she picked out.
"Where are you and Drax off to? If I may ask." Peter asked her.
"We are going to get some food from the local establishment." Drax replied.
"Mind if we join you?"
"We would be delighted to have you two accompany us to breakfast." Gamora stated and the group made their way into the restaurant.
Rocket was the first in line to get his food and immediately spotted the pinnacle of breakfast foods for him.
"Oh yes, Pancakes my favorite!" Rocket exclaimed as he rushed over and put like four of them on his plate before taking his seat and beginning to chow down with little restraint. The others shared a groan and a shake of the head at Rocket's gluttony of pancakes before each grabbing some smaller plates of food and then joining Rocket at the table.
"Dude slow down the point of a buffet is that you can get as many platefuls as you want so there is no need to rush." This of course was probably the last thing Peter should have told Rocket. If it were even possible Rocket ate even faster, finishing his plate he sped off to get a second plate.
By the time everyone else had finished their second plate Rocket was just finishing his fourth.
"I officially regret introducing you to Terran breakfast foods..." Peter said only half joking. This earned a scowl from Rocket.
"You trying to say something Pete?!" Rocket snapped out of nowhere, and even Rocket didn't know where that sudden outburst came from and immediately tried to apologize.
"Woah Rocket calm down I'm simply joking I mean I've never seen you eat this much." Peter reasoned, Rocket nodded and sat back in his chair.
The rest of the group finished their meals and they all exited the restaurant.
"So what are you and Drax doing today? Peter asked Gamora.
"Hmmm I hadn't really thought about it. We will probably just go shopping maybe visit the Eiffel Tower. Then do some maintenence on th Milano." She stated. Peter nodded, and the couple bid them farewell before once again exiting the hotel.
"So where to now? Peter asked, Rocket shrugged,
"I dunno I guess we can just start walking the streets and see if we come across anything that catches our eyes." Rocket suggested, and with their decision made the couple made their way into the streets of Paris.